Clearance
Master Owned By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
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Performed By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
Written By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
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Lyrics
Don’t need no institutions
Don’t need no watch and chain
I live for the open rails
Won’t bring me back here again
Won’t bring me back here again
Yall
Don’t need no big ol’ house
Don’t need no shinin’ car
Just the flash of the spaces
Outside a boxcar
Outside a boxcar
Yall
Roar of the engine
Drowns out the sounds of life
No cries or elations
Just motion and it’s might
Just motion and it’s might
Yall
When I die on this rail
Boxcar for my grave
Throw me in to the fire of that engine
Let my soul go up in it’s smoke
Let my soul go up in it’s smoke
yall
Clearance
Master Owned By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
Published By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur/Awesome Publishing
Performed By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
Written By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
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Lyrics
Saw her dancin’ by the record machine
Saw her dancin’ by the record machine
Shakin’ her hips like I never seen
Shakin’ her hips like I never seen
Chorus
Why don’t you call my name
Why don’t you call my name
Why don’t you call my name
Why don’t you call my name
Ya know I love ya baby
Why don’t you call my name
You know I live on the poor side of town
You know I live on the poor side of town
You never look my way when your friends are around
You never look my way when your friends are around
Chorus
Why don’t you call my name
Why don’t you call my name
Why don’t you call my name
Why don’t you call my name
Ya know I love ya baby
Why don’t you call my name
I told her I loved her before she boarded the train
I told her I loved her before she boarded the train
I know I won’t ever see that girl again
I know I won’t ever see that girl again
Chorus
I keep a callin’ her name
I keep a callin’ her name
I keep a callin’ her name
I keep a callin’ her name
Ya know I love ya baby
I keep a callin’ your name
Clearance
Master Owned By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
Published By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur/Awesome Publishing
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Written By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
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Lyrics
Everyday you wake up
From a locomotive dream
Livin’ in a paper box
Comin’ apart at the seams
And your testifyin’
To the thoughts in your head
On the main line
Layin’ in your bed
Tryin’ to find your position
In this hurtin’ field
Of mind over elation
What you feel
What is real
Starin’ at the ceilin’
Will it open up today
As you roll over to make your way
Slip into a day dream
Your not there yet
Fallin’ back down
Into the lot in your head
Tryin’ to find your position
In this hurtin’ field
Of mind over elation
What you feel
What is real
Everyday you wake up
to a locomotive dream
Clearance
Master Owned By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
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Lyrics
I might be your slave
I might be your slave
Give you whatever you want
Night and day
Give you whatever you want
Night and day
I might be your kin
I might be your kin
Give you whatever you want
To let me in
Give you whatever you want
To let me in
I might be your wheel
I might be your wheel
Give you whatever you want
To get behind the wheel
Give you whatever you want
To get behind the wheel
I might be your end
I might be your end
Give you whatever you want
To make a mends
Give you whatever you want
I didn’t know she was your best friend
Clearance
Master Owned By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
Published By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur/Awesome Publishing
Performed By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
Written By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
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Lyrics
No-one sees the girl
Standing in a door
Random is its fix
Timeless is its chore
Oh what a world
That can’t see her rays
Shining in a door
Where no-one stays
She starts to sway
To music that only plays
On a carillon
Of another day
A strange fiction or real
She is there
But no-one kneels
A girl steps
Out from a door
Into a river
Of nevermore
A moment is past
And so she fades
Stranger still
Is how she
stays
Clearance
Master Owned By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
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Lyrics
Frost chills the econoline
Layin’ here for some time
Blood caked on my face and hands
Aftermath of a last stand
I’ve been this way since I can’t remember when
Ain’t nobody I could call friend
And the guns blast like the old west
Flesh & bullets
You know the rest
To the river to ditch the van
Make myself a new plan
Steal lie make a deal
What cha gotta do to get a meal
I’ve been this way since I can’t remember when
Ain’t nobody I could call friend
And the guns blast like the old west
Flesh & bullets
You know the rest
Ghosts followin’ me all the time
Nobody elses just mine
Their always findin’ me
To many dead ya see
I’ve been this way since I can’t remember when
Ain’t nobody I could call friend
And the guns blast like the old west
Flesh & bullets
You know the rest
Clearance
Master Owned By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
Published By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur/Awesome Publishing
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Written By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
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Lyrics
Sell me soul to the mountain
Give my heart to the sun
The river wades and pools my strength
And the wind pulls at my will
And the wind pulls at my will
Alms for the naked
Gasoline fills the soil
Pension for fools gold
And dreams are stills that grow old
And dreams are stills that grow old
Smoke fills the sky
It’s golden
Asphalt is sunk in my skin
The joker laughs into the looking glass
And the machine it pulls me in
And the machine it pulls me in
Clearance
Master Owned By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
Published By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur/Awesome Publishing
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Lyrics
Lonely days
Lonely nights
I’m still waitin’
No mistake
I’m alone
I’m still waitin’
For you to come
For you to come
Preacher says
A thousand words
I’m still waitin’
I believe
In what I see
I’m still waitin’
For you to come
For you to come
I’m a cross
Lost at sea
I’m still waitin’
One more time
I believe
I’m still waitin’
For you to come
For you to come
Clearance
Master Owned By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
Published By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur/Awesome Publishing
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Written By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
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Lyrics
Got this dog ya know
He likes to eat 24 / 7
He ain’t never satisfied
So I put him on this diet
They call it a raw diet
Ground chicken and bone
I call it the chicken blood
So one night my lady and I went out
And we left six pounds of the chicken blood out on the counter to thaw out
And when we got home
There was nothin’ left but a plastic bag
The dog ate six pounds of
The chicken blood
The chicken blood
Chicken blood hound
Chicken blood hound
Now the chicken blood likes to lay on a bed
Put a pillow under his head
And be justa chillin’
You see the chicken blood thinks he’s human
That ain’t right
One night I was down stairs listenin’ to some records
And I decided to go upstairs to put on a sweater
Cuz it was cold
And when I got upstairs
What did I see
Chicken blood layin’ on the bed
Pillow under his head
And he be just a chillin’
The chicken blood
The chicken blood
Chicken blood hound
Chicken blood hound
Now my wifes got this pair of Wellington boots
Really funky Wellington boots
Got all kinds of funky colors
And a city scene on them
So one night we wanted to go out for a smoke
But it was wet outside
She went to put on her Wellington boot
And when she put her foot in
It was all wet
Ya see that day she didn’t take the dog out for a walk that day
And he said
If you ain’t takin’ me outside
You ain’t goin’ outside
He left her a letter signed
The chicken blood
The chicken blood
Chicken blood hound
Chicken blood hound
Clearance
Master Owned By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
Published By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur/Awesome Publishing
Performed By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
Written By: Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
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- Bradleyboy Mac Arthur
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Lyrics
As I go away from here
And I’m not rightly clear
Where it is I’m goin’ to
Lookin’ for what is true
Lookin’ for what is true
Lookin’ for what is true
A simple time
And a simple life
I’m no stranger to strife
I do fine with what I see
It’s what I don’t see that worries me
What I don’t see that worries me
What I don’t see that worries me
Rest myself by the rivers edge
Feel the waters flowin’ thread
As it weaves through my soul
I know I’ll never be alone
No I’ll never be alone
No I’ll never be alone
Like the wind that blows in
Feel it’s push
Then it’s gone again
I’ll be here
And then I’ll be gone
It’s my need to carry on
It’s my need to carry on
It’s my need to carry on
